Bismillah.
Masha Allah. I'm speechless. How time flies. After 4 years, here I am, trying to build a new relationship with my inner peace,while reading all those innocent words I've wrote.
When hero left us 3 years ago, I lost myself too. I thought it is just a part of the process to heal but turns out it is not. And sadly I only realized it after 3 struggling years.
It hurts. I clearly remembered all those moments and yet it still hurt the same. All those crying time alone without heroin know so that I can stand strong beside her and she can depends all herself on me, all the late nights that i used to wait so that heroin can sleep peacefully without her hero.
It still hurts.
Yasmin Mogahed once said :
'grief, I've learned, is really just love. it's all the love you want to give but cannot. all of that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes , the lump in your throat and in that hollow part of your chest. grief is just love with no place to go.'
adik doa Allah temukan kita sekeluarga dalam syurga ye apak :)
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